I imagined a dress made from tears like glass droplets or jewels and sleeves like split pomegranates. The dress would be almost transparent and radiating light. I saw myself drawing it on a fine thin piece of paper with a sharp pencil or fine pen. Maybe my mistake was to first start drawing it my book with my brush of black paint and it came out a heavy dark dress of a Spanish Queen on her way to a Nunnery. All she lacks is a veil of tears covering her head.
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